Dar Al Batoul
Travel Blogs from Rabat
Saw some mosques and then saw some more mosques. Then we went to Meknes and saw a couple more mosques. Also, there was a sultan's palace where he placed 12,000 of his horses. That was kind of interesting as the architecture was very resourceful. Thereafter, the guide took us to an artisan shop. There they showed us some metalwares and how they …
... br> I looked elsewhere for my kiss. But, there were no more European women in the bar. And there were no unaccompanied sub-Saharan women. What were there? Moroccans. Moroccan women, oh no!
Was I doomed?
I spotted a small young woman whom I was immediately attracted to because of her body language. In a black tanktop, this caramel-skinned girl was the only one ...
... of becoming a writer): I want to be able to move my readers, to make them feel emotions. Other writers have done that to me. I'm so inspired by your will to follow your dreams. Why have you chosen to travel and write?
J: I guess ... I want to make something beautiful. And leave it for the world.
S (in unison): It was very nice to meet you. Thanks for your time.
J: Nice to meet you, too. Thank you.
- The Modern Oddyseus
... sheets, and very white beards.
Leaving the part of the medina where clothes were sold, I came to the food. Fast-food merchants sold sandwiches with fried eggplant, fried egg, fried peppers, fried fish, and falafel. Other stalls displayed heaping piles of Moroccan fruits and nuts.
One day, I'd gone to the medina and spent $11. I came home happily with dates, figs, almonds, dried pineapple rings, tomatoes, ...
After 3 days in Fez it was back to Rabat and Marjanes again to get the other two visas over the next 4 days. It turned out to be a tale of two opposites and if an embassy is indicative of the country it represents then we would be graciously hosted in Cote d'Ivoire and participate in a total shitfight in Mauritania.
Once our resident French speaker, Martine, had contacted the Ivory Coast embassy we were told to come in the next morning about ...